Show lines on revisiting the country imy BY WILL WILLIAM iku 0 arrant I 1 stand upon my native hills bills again broad round and green that in the summer sky with garniture of waving grass and aud grain orchards and beechen forest basking B lie while deep the sunless glens are scooped between where brawl oer shallow bode beds tho the streams unseen A lisping voice and glancing eyes are near and ever restless feet of one who now gathers the blossoms of other her fourth bright year there plays a gladness oer li her r fair young youn brow As breaks the varied scene upon her sight Up heaved and spread in verdure and in light por ifor I 1 have taught her with delighted eye to gaze upon the mountains to behold with idith deep affection the pure ample sky and clouds along its blue rolled to love lave the song of waters and to hear the melody of winds with charmed ear here I 1 have seeped escaped the cites stilling stifling heat its horrid sounds and its polluted air and where the seasons milder fevers beat and gales that oat sweep the forest borders bear the song of bird and sound of running stream and come awhile to wander and to dream I 1 ay flame thy fiercest sun thou canet not wake in this pure airs air the plague that walks unseen the maize leaf and the maple bough but take from thy strong heats a deeper glossier green the mountain wind that faints not in thy ray my sweeps the blue stream of pestilence away the mountain wind most spiritual thing of all the wido wid earth known when in the sultry time he stoops him from his bis vast cerulean hall lie he seems the breath of a celestial clime As if irom from heavens wide open gates did flow health and refreshment on the world below |